1999th Let Me See Your Handsome Side
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At the same time, on the open-air balcony on the top floor of the Ishtar Family Base Camp, Ishtar, who was lying on a bench, listened to the young man's report, raised her hand, held a pipe, and took a puff of cigarettes, as expected Like talking to himself.
"Sure enough, I refused, but yes, such an excellent child, even the best and strongest family has to be offered as a treasure. Since the lowest faction of the Hestia family is lucky enough to get it, how can it be easily let go? ?”
"Then, Lord Ishtar, what should we do?" the young man asked with great respect.
"Are you going to launch an attack on the Hestia family?"
"Attack against the Hestia family?" Ishtar looked at the young man with a half-smile, and instead of answering this question, she asked instead.
"In other words, you have a chance of defeating the 'Tyrant'?"
"I...I didn't..." the young man said in a dumb voice.
"However, no matter how you say it, there is only one opponent. If we use all of our Ishtar family members, and if "that" is there, it should be easy to take down an adventurer, right? "
It was said that the glamorous goddess was just silently smoking and exhaling smoke, making the surrounding air a little heavy.
The young man who didn't understand what his main god was thinking could only bow his head there, unable to say a word.
Under such circumstances, time passed bit by bit at an uncomfortably slow rate.
"Ok?"
At this moment, Ishtar noticed something strange.
"Lord Ishtar?" the young man asked strangely.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Don't you feel it?" Ishtar pouted her brows slightly, and said calmly.
"It looked like there was a commotion.
"
"Commotion?" The young man noticed something strange.
Through the open-air balcony, overlooking the Happy Street in the distance, a kind of hustle and bustle that is different from usual seems to be going on.
Seeing this scene, Ishtar's beautiful brows became deeper and deeper, and she finally stood up as if she couldn't ignore it, and walked out of the open-air balcony, and even out of her luxurious and spacious room.
Following the wide corridor like the interior of the chalk castle, Ishtar walked into her palace, then walked down the stairs at the end of the corridor, all the way down to the hall on the first floor.
This is a hall like a ballroom.
Entering through the gate, the first thing you see is a very ornately decorated palace.
There is a staircase on the left and right sides of the hall, along the wall, spreading upwards, forming a corridor directly in front of the gate of the hall.
In the corridor, Ishta walked out with her entourage, came to the front of the railing, and looked down at the hall below.
At this time, in the hall, a group of very scantily dressed and hot Amazons were making noise there.
Aisha, who was the leader, stood aside, as if lost in deep thought, silent.
Looking at the noise below, Ishtar raised the pipe in her hand and knocked on the railing, causing the crisp sound of "dang dang" to echo throughout the hall.
At this moment, all the noisy Amazons below seemed to be choked, and the sound stopped abruptly.
The noisy scene was instantly restored to silence.
Including Aisha, all Amazons raised their heads and looked towards the corridor above.
Facing the gazes of all the prostitutes present, Ishtar asked straightforwardly.
"Why so noisy?"
All the fighting whores immediately looked at each other, and then all eyes focused on Aisha.
Aisha also raised her eyes, looked at Ishtar above, and explained the situation.
"I heard that the 'tyrant' seems to have come to Joy Street, claiming that he hoped to buy a powerful woman for a night, to be satisfied, so he set up a ring in the middle of Joy Street."
"'Tyrant'?" Ishtar's beautiful eyes lit up immediately, and then she laughed.
"Unexpectedly, that child actually came to the door by himself."
The fighting whores immediately started making noise again.
"Even the rumored 'tyrant' is still a man."
"As a man, it's impossible not to come to Happy Street to find happiness, right?"
"I just don't know what the rumored 'tyrant' tastes like."
"You still want to taste it? It's not your turn!"
A group of whores suddenly became like the shrews in the vegetable market, chattering non-stop.
"As you can see, Lord Ishtar." Aisha shrugged.
"The sisters here are planning to bite the fat of the 'Tyrant', that's why they are so noisy."
"It's really fat." Ishtar smiled, and then said this sentence.
"In that case, I'll go and see it too!"
"What... what?!" The whores suddenly became even more noisy.
"Master Ishtar is also planning to go?"
"It's over, it's really not our turn now."
"Lord Ishtar just hates it. She picks the best one every time and doesn't give us a chance."
"That's right."
Whores just complain there.
However, Ishtar no longer paid any attention to those whores, but instead wore a thrilling smile, with a look of joy in her eyes.
"Just let me see with my own eyes, what is so special about the man Freya likes."
If I get the man who rejected Freya, how wonderful is that beauty's expression?
Thinking of this, Ishtar couldn't bear it any longer. She took her entourage down the stairs, and then, together with a group of fighting whores, went to the center of Happy Street to kill.
Ayesha, who was following at the end, was thinking about something, she lowered her head, her eyes flickering slightly.
...
At the same time, on the top floor of the Tower of Babel, in a luxurious suite, in front of the wall-like glass windows, Freya hugged her slender arms and looked towards the direction of Happy Street. squint.
"I didn't expect that child to go there directly..."
In Freya's "eyes", in the direction of Joy Street, the brilliance of the soul like a bright sun is shining there, telling this beauty god what the man who occupies all of her heart is doing.
"...The last time you were so close to 'Sword Fairy', this time you went directly to Happy Street. Why do you always keep your eyes on other women, but never look at me?"
The goddess in charge of beauty and love uttered heartbreaking words, and her pitiful tone was enough to arouse any man's desire to protect.
However, the face of this goddess has a beautiful smile that makes people fascinated from the beginning to the end. With one hand on the glass window, looking at the place where the dazzling soul brilliance is located, her eyes gradually glow. A rich color of obsession.
Immediately, Freya murmured softly.
"However, it's time for our game to start, let me see your handsome side, my favorite man..."
...
"Boom!"
In the center of the extremely lively Happy Street, a heart-pounding muffled sound resounded under the night sky once again.
Under the muffled sound, an unknown number of prostitutes flew upside down like a cannonball, rolled on the ground, and finally stacked up with a large group of prostitutes, with their heads tilted and completely motionless.
"Okay." Noah said as if formulaic.
"Next."
The men and women around took a look at the whores piled up in a pile, and then at Noah who stood in the center of the cracked ground like a spider web and hadn't moved from the beginning. All shrunk their necks.
"How many times is this?"
"There are twenty?"
"It's more than that? I'm afraid there are thirty of them?"
"Unfortunately, I couldn't survive even a single blow."
"As expected of an adventurer with the title of "Tyrant", he is violent enough..."
The onlookers seemed to really regard this game as a festival, and everyone was discussing it there.
Especially those male gods who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, even spread the news here, so that more and more people began to gather here.
Over time, Joy Street really became more and more lively as if it was holding a festival.
At this moment, a person yelled.
"Look! The Ishtar Familia is here!" For mobile phone users, please visit the mobile website